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9 Æstas.
When Summer's Heat hath don his Part,The Husband hath a gladsom heart;
Sith golden Threasures of the Plains
Make large Amends for all his Pains.
But, th'idle Lubber, labour-loathing,
Walking, talking, wishing Store;
Sowing Nought, but Winde, before;
Shall, but Winde behinde, reap Nothing.
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